There’s not a lot to write about this week. Oh, sure, the Democratic Convention has attracted journalists and bloggers like drug pushers buzzing round Amy Winehouse – but that’s part of the problem. You see, no-one’s really interested in anything else going on the world right now.
For instance, if I were to tell almost any American that 2.5 million Indians had been displaced from their homes by flooding this week, they’d likely respond with, “Oh, that’s sad. Did you hear what Barack Obama had to say about……..” and it wouldn’t be anything to do with flooded Indians.
Americans are suffering from an acute bout of self-obsession at the moment. I know the chronic form is endemic at the best of times, but right now this disease has taken on a whole new meaning, with back-to-back Conventions for both political parties.
Still, one shouldn’t be too critical. After all, with the previous eight year reign of terror drawing to a close, Americans have a right to celebrate.
At least for a while, until they vote the next war-mongering, gun-loving, freedom-stifling, half-witted old gasbag into office.
 “India flood evacuations continue” BBC, August 29th 2008
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